Chapter 309: The Miserable Ice Man

An Lin was frozen solid under the glare of the sun, and there was even a thick layer of ice on his whole body.

Everyone looked at him with shock on their faces.

“What kind of cultivation method could Mr. An Lin be using to be frozen solid like this?!”

Cheng Ying stared at him with a dumbstruck expression as if his whole world had been flipped on its head.

“He hasn’t even closed his eyes yet, is that really OK?” Lu Xue opened her eyes wide with a concerned expression.

An Mingchuan was also quite concerned as he looked at An Lin’s pained expression, but there was nothing he could do.

“I’ll take Little Lin back to the North Mist Mountain!” An Mingchuan knew that with the Zombie Goddess on the loose, even the Changbai Mountain base was not a safe place.

The safest place he could think of was the North Mist Mountain, so he decided to take An Lin there as soon as possible.

“Alright, if you need any assistance, feel free to notify us.” Cheng Ying bade farewell to An Mingchuan with a concerned expression.

“Thank you, General Cheng, I’ll be on my way now.”

An Mingchuan joined his hands in a salute before picking up An Lin.

“Uncle An, put Big Brother An on my back, I’ll carry you guys away from here, woof!” Da Bai suggested.

An Mingchuan nodded and jumped onto Da Bai’s back with the ice sculpture of An Lin and they rose together into the air.

Atop the North Mist Mountain.

A middle-aged man sat in a small pavilion, sipping tea by himself with a relaxed expression.

He then sensed a familiar aura and immediately opened the defensive spell formation to welcome the familiar figure flying in from the distance.

“Hahaha… as expected of Mr. An Lin to take care of business so quickly, I can finally sit and have some tea with you.” Cui Zhe stood up and welcomed them with a smile.

His smile then completely congealed on his face.

Why was An Mingchuan sitting on Da Bai’s back?

Holy f*ck! Was that An Lin in An Mingchuan’s lap? And why was he a block of ice?!

An Mingchuan positioned An Lin on the ground gently and huffed lightly with exertion.

Cui Zhe hurriedly made his way over with a barely concealed expression of shock on his face. “Mingchuan, what… what happened to Mr. An Lin?”

“He’s cultivating a cultivation method which will encapsulate him in a block of ice for three days. I’ve brought him back here in order to keep him safe.” An Mingchuan looked up at the bright sun as he spoke, “I’ll keep him here for now. Hopefully, the sun will keep him a little warmer…”

Cui Zhe stared at the block of ice and was at a complete loss for what to do. He had never seen anything like this in his life!

An Lin seemed to be in a very mysterious conscious state.

His senses had not been dulled, but his whole body was being relentlessly invaded by a sense of boundless cold.

This was a type of cold that froze even his soul in place. It was an absolutely excruciating feeling.

He could see his father’s concerned expression as well as the curiosity mixed with concern on Cui Zhe’s face. He could also see Da Bai standing in front of him, staring into his eyes with his own big watery eyes.

A sly smile suddenly appeared on Da Bai’s face.

He transmitted his voice into An Lin’s ear. “Big Brother An, are you still alive? Can you speak?”

An Lin: “…”

An Lin was unable to do anything. He remained conscious, but he was unable to move any part of his body.

He then saw Da Bai pull out his phone and call a certain number.

“Hello, Xu Xiaolan, An Lin had become a block of ice, do you want to come and have a look?

“No hurry, but keep in mind you only have three days. This is a rare opportunity you don’t want to miss.

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“Uh-huh, I’ll send you the location, hehehe… woof!”

He ended the call and then called up another number.

“Hello, Xuanyuan Cheng, An Lin has become a block of ice, do you want to come and have a look?

“Don’t be rash! There’s no one to take vengeance on. It was a change triggered by himself, but you only have three days to get here.

“You don’t want to miss this rare opportunity, hehehe… I’ll send you the location now… woof!”

A wistful expression then appeared on Da Bai’s face.

“What a pity, Liu Qianhuan doesn’t seem to have a phone number… woof!”

An Lin was extremely distressed as he stood encapsulated in ice.

For f*ck’s sake! Why was he calling so many people over to look at him like some museum exhibit?

Hehe, Da Bai really has grown up. Looks like I’ll be eating dog meat in three days!

Xu Xiaolan and Su Qianyun were the first to arrive. They descended from the air and landed in front of An Lin.

Fortunately, they both wore expressions of concerns which was in contrast to Da Bai’s opportunistic response.

“An Lin, are you OK? Talk to me, don’t scare me like this!” Xu Xiaolan’s exquisite features were overrun by panic, and she tapped the block of ice gently in an attempt to awaken him.

“Don’t be rash, Xiaolan, what if you break An Lin into pieces!” Su Qianyun exclaimed hurriedly.

“Then I’ll use fire to melt the ice!”

A golden plume of fire appeared on Xu Xiaolan’s slender finger as she stabbed her flaming fingertip onto the ice.

The fire was imbued with the power of pure Yang, and it really did warm An Lin up a little.

This feeling was like experiencing a glimmer of warmth in a glacier of extreme cold.

An Lin was ecstatic, Xu Xiaolan really was the best!

“Don’t be rash, Xiaolan, what if you burn An Lin!” Su Qianyun exclaimed hurriedly.

An Lin: “…”

Xu Xiaolan furrowed her brows slightly and ceased her efforts in the end as she found her flames to be completely ineffective. This was clearly not a block of ordinary ice and could not be melted by her flames.

Thus, An Lin lost the final glimmer of warmth in his life.

He was once again plunged into a boundless expanse of frosty agony.

If he could shed tears, he would be weeping uncontrollably already.

He wished for nothing more than for Xu Xiaolan to maintain her flames. Su Qianyun, why the hell did you stop her…

Right at this moment, An Mingchuan also made his way over and was ecstatic to see Xu Xiaolan.

“Are you Xu Xiaolan? I am An Lin’s father, An Mingchuan!” An Mingchuan looked at Xu Xiaolan with a benevolent expression.

A lovely smile appeared on Xu Xiaolan’s face. “Hello, Uncle An, I’ve heard about you from An Lin. Um… I have some presents here for you.”

An Mingchuan felt extremely flattered as he looked at the pills and defensive items of clothing Xu Xiaolan brought out. He was extremely satisfied with his future daughter-in-law.

Su Qianyun also nervously brought out a Calming Bead and gave it to An Mingchuan after discovering he was An Lin’s father.

An Mingchuan was thoroughly dazzled by Su Qianyun’s peerlessly exquisite features. Even at his age, his breathing still faltered slightly as his heart skipped a beat. Su Qianyun was the most beautiful woman he had seen so far.

After discovering that Su Qianyun was also good friends with An Lin, he happily invited the two of them to drink tea and talk about life. Su Qianyun did not speak Mandarin, but Xu Xiaolan was able to translate for her so she was still able to join in on the conversation.

An Mingchuan spoke about his interesting experiences in the mortal world, as well as some of the fun stories from An Lin’s childhood, while Xu Xiaolan and Su Qianyun talked about their experiences in the Kingdom of the Nine States. The three of them conversed freely under a joyful atmosphere.

Da Bai also sidled up to Su Qianyun and Xu Xiaolan excitedly, basking happily in their presence.

All the while, a certain ice sculpture was left to stand alone in misery as he silently listened to the conversation in the pavilion. He had been completely forgotten and was relegated to his own icy hell.

The light of the sun shone down, warming the ground and shining through the ice onto An Lin’s body, but it was unable to warm up his heart…